Ranger was amazed at the turns of his life. He had been born in a humble demonic clan as a servant. It was only when he broke through to the Demon Soul Realm and revealed he had a genius grasp of his shadow and metal elements.
Such talent was quickly adopted into the clan but his advancement was as difficult as most demons in the current world. They were lucky enough to live near the Fionan Empire and had their Law Bindings to protect them.
He had always heard of the legendary Crescent City as a far off goal of many of the warriors of the clan.
The war was already an accepted part of their lives but their power was too low to even have them brought over to run errands for the main camps.
Ranger was different.
His almost delicate control of shadow Qi revealed he could learn a rather complex and difficult Art long left to collect dust in the archives of the clan.
It was the last time of his life that he knew joy.
